Текст песни Chimera - Routine

Dear, field, forest, sea, sky ahead

At the end of the earth, for the outgoing fire

Following, bread, trot, waves, birds ahead

At the end of the earth, for passing day

But just to catch up to the sunset

Just would not have become a brother

His Majesty Routines

His Highness insanity

Sitting, standing, lying down, crawling, running forward

On the edge of the peaks in the departing hawk

Snow, hail, rain, storm, (?) Forward

Over the last shot

And that means ..

And sweet system views on what has been called the painting

Smelly .. forgotten for a long time ..

And theater dinner drizzled with strawberry (?) Syrup